Cindy J.M.S Biography

A question to ask, to wrap around one's head
Dressed in white, fade to black
The second I raise, I forget
In the valley of the deep
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Through depths I roam with you by my side
No stone unturned, no place to hide
The purest light, we are one
This is where I belong
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Dancing through the past on cobblestone paths
Trees whisper memories of hearts
A melody taken by beauty that soothes
The sight of loss
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We go left, we go right, but we always end up in the middle
So tell me what’s the use in fighting anymore
The fear behind the thought keeps the wall intact
It cannot be broken with force, look at your head
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Do not stand at my grave for I shall not be there
Grieve not the bones that once held my flesh
For they nourish only the earth
In your heart let my voice be heard
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